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Pragmatic, reserved and a deep thinker who loves family, sports especially football where am married to two wives: the first, AC Milan who has my loyalty and the second wife, Manchester United who has all my undying love and pampering, lifestyle and society parties. Need I say the law is more than a profession but a lifestyle for me.

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He sat back on his dining chair in the comfort of his house; well an apartment he had in his father’s house. The air condition was running on low cool and the place had become relatively chilly, NEPA had just restored light after a week. He had a bottle of spirit, which he was boozing on with a stick of carefully wrapped green grass that clouded the room with its smoke. There was an old daily in front of him; one that he stared at as if he were perusing it although it all was blank to him and his face was stern betraying his stray mind.

This is a routine for him but today, unlike any other, he was at a place he had never been. He was poignant; it seemed the weight of the world was crushing his neck, the thoughts that were in his head was having a devastating result. He was beginning to experience an excruciating pain although not physically, but emotionally – he broke a sweat despite the cool room. He has been battling with unemployment that has lasted for eight years despite his dedication to strict academic ethos, which fetched him a first class result – suffering an extra two years to his four year course, he was nearing his prime.

Business was not as usual even for his folks; it was experiencing a downturn, workers owed and some laid-off. His circles of friends were all moving on – many were married with kids. To him, it appeared his best days were in his past. He remembered how he was the envy of his friends when his daddy’s chauffeur dropped him off in college and returned to pick him. The days he could have anything he desired – it all came to him like a flash. As he pondered on his present predicaments, he wondered where it all went wrong, how had he found himself in this place?

The thoughts of days he has no dime in his bank account not to mention in his wallet, enraged him further. What overwhelmed him most was that there was nowhere, nobody to turn to for help. He has meditated on the holy words that he was not at a phase where even his faith is shaking and he questioned everything. It seemed the man upstairs had shut his ears to his prayers. Even when he was not praying, his thoughts were a request and his situation searching for redemption. The burden of having to bear the pains of others who still sought help from him because of his background but had no idea he was incapacitated, destroyed his soul. He had nothing yet wanted to do everything for anyone who needed his help.

His face was wet, not from sweating and as he touched it, they were tears! Only then did he realise he had journeyed on plains of thoughts where he rode on the clouds of his pain. The room was unclouded now then he drank straight from the bottle. Now that he was mindful, all he could think was ‘this can’t be life, there’s gotta be more.’ He wiped his face clean with is palms, drank more spirit sank into his chair and allowed the pain to take over him. He was hungry but was too weak to make noodles. It occurred to him that despite all the jam his life was in, he had managed to keep his girlfriend for five years. He realised he had been blessed with an angel. In all these commotions, he has managed to keep a girl who is true to him, loves him dearly, and gave her all to him. Above all, she was faithful, never stressing him, and stood firmly by him, admired him for his self-control – breaking down this way in her presence would have hurt her. He would not have been hungry had she been with him. Nevertheless, maybe it was good she was somewhere else; he would not have had the time to muse over his travails, which brought him to earth and made him cry!

He resolved to make the world regret the pain it dishes him by being the cynosure of the world. In his head, he addressed the world and encouraged it to enjoy the pains of his sadness while it can. However, he realised that our yesterday’s choices and decisions dictate current situation, which only God can turn around. He stood to go for a shower, as he turned, alas he found his woman by the door!